*Chapter 3 – Michael*

Michael sighed and turned off his computer monitor, pushing his glasses up. He sighed and closed his eyes softly before opening them to stare at the dark ceiling. He was alone again that night and he sighed softly. It had been three weeks since the new girl showed up but no one seem to notice her "power". He rubbed his temples after slipping his glasses off. He ran his fingers through his blonde-ish hair and leaned forward, typing quickly on his keyboard.

"I want to know about this girl." He muttered as he continued to type. Seeing Juliet's picture and stats come onto the screen, he began to read. He pushed his glasses onto his nose and scanned the page as he scrolled through it. Surprised, the young man leaned back in his chair.

"I didn't…know that her father was a drug lord!" He gasped softly then quickly closed down the file, hearing the young woman enter the room. She nodded in response to his cheery greeting then sat down at a computer. She sighed and looked over at him, blushing.

"Hey. Do I have a file yet?" She asked softly, her blonde hair falling over her face softly. Michael nodded and handed over the folder, Juliet's hands closing around the manila folder. Her eyes scanned the papers as the man turned back to his computer.

"Wow. How do they know so much…?" she asked in a small voice. Her eyes were wide against the darkness of the room. She shook her head and looked over at Michael. His eyes were staring back into hers.

"I don't know, Juls… I really don't." He smiled softly and patted her arm softly. He had started calling the young girl that when she started coming here. Everyone else called her 'new girl'. She smiled back at him and turned towards another computer, booting it up. After a second, the whirling of the fan silenced and she began to type, not knowing where her search would lead her. Michael turned to look at her with a curious gaze.

"What are you looking for?" he asked softly as he kept watching her. She replied that she was looking for her father. Only because she didn't know who he was and she wanted to know. She closed her eyes and started to type again. She sighed and then reopened her green orbs only to stare at the blank screen. Growling, the girl stood up and moved away from the monitor.

"This is pointless!" she cried out while pacing the room

"Patience. That's what gets me through the day." He said softly. Juliet sighed and rolled her eyes again. She still thought it was pointless. But Michael just chuckled and shook his head gently. He knew that she couldn't be talked out of her thoughts. But, slowly, he found himself thinking more and more about the girl. How much time she spent in the actual office, how many times a week she talked to him, everything. He shook his head again before trying to clear his thoughts. He knew it would never happen. Sighing, he turned back to his computer before she smiled and asked him what kind of coffee he wanted. He shook his head and then looked up at her. She was smiling at him, her face joyful.

"Are you sure?" she asked in a small voice.

"I'm sure. Thanks anyways." He replied. She nodded and moved towards the door, turning back to look at him.